HEAVEN- [ Shubman Gill X Sara Tendulkar]

Heaven is Freedom from Fear and Insecurities

Sara: "All the best for the matchh, Delhi walon ko hara k ana!"
Sara: "meri flight h aj sham ko, ake shyd me message na karu, ake text karna kya hua, I'm curious 😃"

A smile graced Shubman's  lips, after seeing  her messages, it's only been a few days but they had texted back and forth whenever they could  find time, talking  about everything  and nothing  at the same time.

Shubman would  share the shenanigans  the team was upto, in return Sara would  unveil  the next scandal that took place  among  her friends. Essentially,  they were worse then old gossips aunties. Shubman hated gossiping  in general and never understood  the pleasure people  had over discussing others conduct.

This was until he found Sara, who almost shared the same opinion  as him on everything. It was yesterday night only when he opened  up about one of his embarrassing  incidents. With Sara he felt safe enough,  that she would  never judge him.

Shubman: aree yrr kya hi bolu mai, dimag khrb ho gya Tha Jo udhr chala gya Tha date pe. Italian restaurant  me jab uhone bulaya tabhi samajh jana chahiye Tha, karwa li bezzati Maine

Sara: kya hua udhr Pura bol!

Shubman: sab thik Tha, Mai aur abhi baithe the aachi shirt pant pehn k, tabhi ye do ladkiyan ati h, meri Wali ka naam Sonam Tha, dusri ka yaad nhi.

Unhone bola order  karo tum log, mai bhai menu dekkr hi shock ho gya, prices bhi aur dish k naam bhi.

Sara's laugh intercepted his tirade.

Shubman continued, "unko samajh aa gya Tha kuch garbad h, they began wishpering among  themselves. Abhishek took pity on me, mere se menu leke wo unko suggest karne laga, all was ok, until Sonam ne menu uthake mujhe directly  pucha ye kya h.

"Ab Mai English  me pass mushkil se Hota hu, ye mujhe Italian  Padhne bol rhe"
"Pta nhi kuch bolgonese Jaise likha Tha, Maine wahi Padha phir wo hasne lage"

"You mean bologonese right? That Italian  dish" Sara continued  laughing.

"Haan wahi, Jo bhi ho"

"Uske baad wo log sonam k ghr par le gye, they wanted us to click photos, light nhi aa rhi thi shi se, so they asked me to open the curtains. Ab mujhe kya pta ameero k ghr par regular curtains nhi hote"

"Accha, wo rassi wale curtains the" Sara quipped. "Mere sath bhi same hua Tha when I shifted to my college hostels, windows alg hote h udhr, I couldn't  open mine for 3 days, kisi se help mangne me bhi awkward  lag rha Tha, phir youtube tutorial  dekkr khol na pada" She laughed at her own silliness.

Shubman's laugh mixed with her own. "Yahan mujhe laga only I embarass myself"

Sara continued, "aree puri school life meri waise hi gujri h, my classmates used to have these nightouts, where they would  go clubbing with their boyfriends. I would  be immersed  in studying,  to get a medical seat, ye sabka time nhi milta. Then one time, even I thought  of with them. I somehow managed to get a guy, Orry naam Tha uska, and we went with them."

"I was stupid then, mujhe pta hi nhi Tha alcohol involve Hota h wahan, and I had never drunk, hona kya Tha, Maine sabke same ulti Kar di, in the pub, that was so embarrassing."

Shubman's  laughter boomed through  the phone.

"Wait, wait it gets more embarrassing, I didn't  know Orry was gay, and the next day I went to class to find everyone  wishpering about me. They called me arrogant nerd earlier also as I was always studying. I had thought going out once with them, would  make them stop saying  such things,  but it turned out to be opposite.  They gossiped about the way I couldn't  handle a little alcohol, flirted with a gay guy"